[ Jim waits, silent, holding his breath, hoping for one more message. Just one more -
But he's bad at lying to himself. There's none coming. Ten minutes stretch to half an hour, and beyond, and Zack's gone. Again. He's not sure if this is better or worse than Zack's swift, brutal first death. Maybe there is no better or worse, just death.
He waits just a little longer before sending a message he can't bring himself to speak out loud: ]
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[ Jim waits, silent, holding his breath, hoping for one more message. Just one more -
But he's bad at lying to himself. There's none coming. Ten minutes stretch to half an hour, and beyond, and Zack's gone. Again. He's not sure if this is better or worse than Zack's swift, brutal first death. Maybe there is no better or worse, just death.
He waits just a little longer before sending a message he can't bring himself to speak out loud: ]
I don't want you to go.